What is Love
The Universal Lesson
It is sacrifice,
giving for another,
giving of yourself,
Which is why it is so rare.
Why you don’t dare.
To know it but once is to lose the very air you breathe,
to have one’s own heart seize up inside from…
a whisper, a glimpse, a mere fleeting thought in time.
To be in the source’s prescience is the sweetest pain imaginable.
Losing the source is like having one’s heart cut out
while watching, wide awake, but unable to shout.
So you hide inside, now afraid of what it’s even about,
deep inside your chained heart lest you feel such pain again.
The eternal paradox that binds one to the lower plains,
to love and be loved can only end in pain.
There is never an escape, never any gain.
It all has to end. The cycle will reclaim.
You can call it what you wish.
Hide under any other name.
It doesn’t matter how you fight. It’s all the same,
the paradox of moving on, ascending if you will,
is knowingly accepting what you know will kill.
You know it’s coming, pain that crushes and blinds,
the gut wrenching agony when your left behind.
That’s what life is when love goes away.
That’s why I want you to stay.
But there exists a much larger lesson in this flow.
I can’t believe you haven’t figured it out, you just don’t know.
Only by accepting it can we ever hope to grow.
To hide inside and withhold that which the heart has to give
is to never really know what it is to live.
One must do it over and over throughout one’s time
if you ever wish to move up the karmic line.
It is why we exist in space and time.
It is how the light warms the dark.
It’s the soul’s target mark,
feeling not seeing,
reeling not breathing.
Feel the knot deep in your chest?
Only so long can you ignore its request.
It can only get out through emotion not reason.
it can only exist for a short season.
Don’t shut your heart out of fear
...of why you were placed here.
Each has a lesson to learn and one to teach.
Only through love will you ever reach
the place where energy flows free…
the place you are meant to be.
Nazareth - Love Hurts
Other Rhyming Rambles
Closer and closer it draws with every exchange. When this started you were so far out of range, with every encounter the link grows stronger. Its getting hard to have any distance any longer.
- Verses Part Two ~ The Blood Still Flows
Not what he seems.
- Won't You Be My Valentine ~ A Cautionary Tale For Would Be Lovers
At dawn I awoke so very excited,finally to meet, so pleased to be invited. Everything was all arranged just so. Just make it through breakfast and off you go.
- Running From the Devil's Servant
A dark and twisted tale of shadow verses light as one woman flees the demonic.
- The Last Dance - Forbidden Love
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